A few weeks ago, I had to fly from Nashville back to my hometown of South Bend, IN. For both the trips there and back, I had a layover. The first for nearly two hours in Detroit. The second for one hour in Charlotte, NC. Now I’ve been stuck on multiple layovers before for much longer. And with those, it’s easy to justify leaving the airport and explore the layover...

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